There was a mess all around, and the air smelled of blood. The wind swept up the fallen leaves, and the ups and downs.

Ouyang Huaiyu tightly protected Xia Zhixue in his arms, the red blood dripped down the corner of his mouth and fell to the ground, forming a blood stain, the bones in his whole body seemed to be scattered, his brows were about to twist a knot, and he couldn't stretch for a long time, although he tried his best to stand up first, he still couldn't use a little strength, his eyes were scattered, and his handsome face suddenly became extremely pale, panting, despite this, he still endured it, not wanting Xia Zhixue to see it.

Xia Zhixue looked at him like this, her heart was indescribably distressed, tears kept rolling in her eyes, her hands tightly tugged at Ouyang Huaiyu's clothes, and she couldn't stop sobbing.

"Don't cry, I'm fine, really, well."

Ouyang Huaiyu tried hard to pull out a smile, but because of the real pain, it became extremely ugly. He gently caressed Xia Zhixue's face, trying to comfort her.

Looking at his eyes, Xia Zhixue suddenly cried out loud, is there anything wrong, how could she not know, the blow of Xinglei just now, it seems that she did her best, Xia Zhixue seemed to hear the sound of his bones breaking.

How could she not know...

"You, you lied to me, how can this be okay, Gang."

The tone was full of distress, and the speech was a little hoarse.

"Really, ahem, it's really fine."

Ouyang Xiayu said softly in her ear, but it was too weak, and her voice was fluttering and unreal.

Xinglei was a little impatient, raised his eyebrows, and his tone was full of disdain:

"Well, I said you two have said enough, my ears are calloused. Besides, what's the hurry, I'll reunite you in a while,"

As he spoke, he deliberately scratched his ears with his hands, and seemed to be really impatient.

Ouyang Huaiyu turned his head and looked at him viciously, if it was usual, Xinglei might still be afraid, but now it was different from the past, now his eyes were all weak, as if as long as he did it himself, he could kill this very powerful person.

Ouyang Huaiyu stood up stiffly, and Xia Zhixue felt that he was exerting force, so she stood up first and hurriedly supported him.

The distance between the two sides was only a little bit, and a cold wind blew, and the hair between Ouyang Huaiyu's temples was wrapped around his face, mixed with the smell of blood, which made people dizzy.

No one spoke, and in the end, Xinglei couldn't bear it anymore, and when he opened his mouth, he ridiculed again:

"What? Are you trying to make a final struggle? I don't think it's okay, the blow you received just now, tsk, if you fight me again, I'm afraid, hehe. ”

Ouyang Huaiyu's hand kept trembling, and Xia Zhi hurriedly held down his hand, for fear that he would really fight Xing Lei like this, they had no chance of winning, and it was very likely that they would die here.

Xinglei approached him slowly, and Xia Zhixue immediately

Standing in front of Ouyang Huaiyu, he looked at him vigilantly.

"What do you want to do!"

Xinglei looked Xia Zhixue up and down carefully, and at this time he suddenly found that this woman was actually not lazy, her ink-colored hair was draped over her shoulders, her body was thin, and her eyes were beautiful, which made people look pitiful. Alas, it's a pity, following Ouyang Huaiyu is definitely not going to stay.

Thinking of this, Xing Lei couldn't help but want to laugh a little, how could he think about these messy things, despite this, the look in his eyes was still seen by Xia Zhixue, but he mistakenly thought that he wanted to kill himself.

Ouyang Huaiyu trembled, his hand was very unstable, he held the sword in one hand, and pulled Xia Zhixue behind him with the other, and he immediately blocked in front of her, panting, and said slowly: Feidu

"You, you, if you have anything, come at me."

Hearing Ouyang Huaiyu say this, Xing Lei suddenly laughed.

"Coming at you? All right. The way you are now, you can do whatever I want, you can do whatever you want. ”

Ouyang Huaiyu listened to the harsh mockery, clenched his fists tightly, and his finger bones gurgled. The whole hand was pinched white, Xia Zhixue held his hand, gestured to him with his eyes, and shook his head.

"Ouyang Huaiyu, I didn't expect that in the end, you would die in my hands. Hahahaha, today, I Xinglei personally sent you on your way!"

Raising the sword in his hand, Ouyang Huaiyu reflexively protected Xia Zhixue and hugged her tightly in his arms, Xia Zhixue buried his head in his arms and closed his eyes.

"Smack!"

A piercing sound reached the eardrums, and the sword was snapped at once, flying in two directions.

"Who! Come out! Xinglei looked broken

His eyes widened, and his voice carried a lot of anger, and the corners of his eyes became scarlet.

The sword fell to the ground in response, gusts of wind rolled up around him, Jian Ling slowly approached Xinglei, and before he could see the person clearly, Xinglei moved his hand, how could this "fat sheep" be gone.

Today, this Ouyang Huaiyu must die if he can't kill him!

Jian Ling also fought with him, although his strength was not weak, but this star thunder was naturally not to be underestimated, Jian Ling did not dare to take it lightly, the two fought hard, and the battle situation was stalemate.

Looking at the two of them who couldn't fight, Xia Zhixue hurriedly pulled Ouyang Huaiyu away, Ouyang Huaiyu had no strength, most of the weight was pressed on Xia Zhixue, his mind was groggy, leaning on her, and staggered away.

After only a few steps, Ouyang Huaiyu turned his head and looked at Jian Ling several times, only then did he suddenly realize the sword in his hand, so he used all his strength and threw the sword to him.

"Next!"

The volley sword fell into Jian Ling's hand, he waved the sword in his hand a few times, and felt that it was very good, and suddenly a huge air flow separated the two.

Xinglei didn't block the force of this air flow, and suddenly fell to the ground, a lot of blood gushed out of his chest, and the turbid blood gushed out, staining the clothes on his chest, which looked terrifying.

The hairband on his head also fell apart, and the black hair was scattered indiscriminately, blown up by the wind. Looking very embarrassed, he stroked his chest with his hand, but his eyes never left Jian Ling, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

That power just now was terrifying, it was a power he had never seen before, it was very powerful, and it was also very intimidating.

Jian Ling approached him step by step with his sword in his hand, with an unpredictable look in his eyes. Xinglei gasped slowly, looking at him with fear in his eyes, and Jian Ling approached step by step.

"Ahh

With a scream from Star Thunder, his right hand was forcibly cut off, drawing a line in the air, and his arm was thrown down not far from him, shedding a pool of blood.

He held his hand, rolling on the ground in pain, his face turned red in pain, and the green tendons on his neck flared up, constantly changing color.

No matter how he shouted, Jian Ling didn't have any expression, just looked at him quietly, and he didn't know how long it took, Xinglei's voice gradually became quieter, only the intermittent sound remained, his hair covered his face, and the severed arm kept bleeding outside, his face became a little pale, and he kept sweating outside.